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I tried a number of ways trying to get a contact address (for the reasons of a few impressive talks back then) but failed.
I googled her name on the internet this morning, and found the contact info and was very amazed to learn she was a writer of one of my favorite poems from few years back.
That raised the question in my head, how many times in life do we cross each other without knowing that the person has had some effect in your life before that moment.
She seems shy and modest, but a great achiever. I am way overwhelmed this morning.
The latest was, that on one of the larger contracts I'm working on (EPOS installations for a well known supermarket), we work closely with a company that supplies the air tube things they send the cash pods in.
I found out that the guy that lives opposite me helped found that company and is still on good talking terms with the directors.
I spent most of my youth in the L.A. area, moved to Oregon at 18. Met with and eventually married the mother of my only child, we were together 19 years. Eventually grew apart, divorced, continued raising my daughter on my own.
As you go through life you always "perceive" that "perfect other." The one you know doesn't exist. Right? For a while you hold out for her/him, you keep looking, but eventually you come to the conclusion that you're being a romanticist, that life doesn't work that way, that you have to make compromises.
After my divorce, I went through several meaningless relationships, and finally came to the conclusion this was getting me nowhere. I gave up. Began living my life for things other than meaning in a relationship, and was pretty happy with it.
As soon as I stopped looking, there she was. Her physical appearance, demeanor, personality, likes, dislikes, everything was exactly as I'd imagined her all my life. And best of all, she saw in me all the things I though someone should see. We've been married 7 years now, never had a fight. We disagree sometimes, but there has never been a single animosity between us.
So I get to the point: she grew up in the same area of L.A. as I did. Went to all the same places. Were at a couple of the exact same events at the exact same times. And never met. Or did we, and didn't know it?
We presume that we never hooked it up because neither of us were ready for each other, that we both had lessons to learn and life took us to other places to learn them. Then when we were ready, it brought us together again.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
Little things like this, and your opening post . . . indicate to me, whether we want to believe it or not, that we're all connected. There is a thread binding us all, we just choose not to believe it.
I'll start by saying that one of my contracts is for NCR, who supply EPOS to Asda, who are owned by Wal*Mart in the US.
Another possible link is that I have a cousin who lives in LA and used to work designing kitchens (or something like that) for Home Depot.
Before someone says it, I don't think shopping at Wal*Mart counts!
